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Chapter 4 Heart of a Lion Section 54 Duel

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    Chapter 54 Duel

    Schwab was riding on his horse and saw the ragtag crowds of people directly in front of his Mark Army. Most of them had no armor on their bodies. They could kill with just one stone and one arrow. Only the servants in the three rows in front  The soldiers wore worn-out chain armor and were equipped with weapons such as long swords and pickaxes. More of the others held more than just spears but more clubs.

    "Who are you?" A mercenary followed the flag officer, holding a white flag with a text "May the Lord bless" written on it. He wore a high helmet, a stern face, and a golden hair.  A middle-aged man with a beard, he stepped forward and asked Schwab.

    "This is Count Stettin, tell me your name?" Schwab rode on the horse without saying a word. The little attendant William behind him came into play at this time. Little William, who has slowly grown into an adult, raised his head high  Holding the eagle flag representing Schwab, he yelled at the mercenaries loudly.

    "I am Captain Mantecchio, sir." Captain Mantecchio was shocked by Schwab's noble and arrogant temperament. His low status and the influence of religion made him bow his head to the high-class nobles and heard  Standing opposite him was a noble earl. The mercenary team made surprised sounds. In this era, nobles still had great authority. Injuring or killing a noble would be wanted by any other lord.  Yes, they often ended up being hanged at the crossroads, showing their crimes and deserved punishment to passers-by. No one would do this unless they wanted to rebel or were being bullied too much.

    "Why are you besieging this castle? Don't you understand the consequences of doing so?" Schwab frowned and said to Captain Mantecchio. Seeing that the captain did not seem to be an unreasonable person, Schwab said  Bu decided to use persuasion to see if it could be resolved smoothly.

    "I'm sorry, Lord Earl, for involving you, and we don't want to do this, but if not, my friends and I will starve to death, so everything is God's arrangement. Unless you pay, we  We will not give way." Captain Mantecchio said firmly. After saying that, he also looked at his companions behind him. Those hungry people were very thin and weak. They held as many weapons as they could in their hands, and their clothes were torn everywhere.  Cave, many people are still barefoot.

    "Forget it, Captain Mantechio, don't talk to the nobles. They are fat and noble people who can understand our difficulties. Damn it, it would be better to die on the battlefield than starve to death. I have already suffered  Enough of this poor life, bah." Captain Mantechio, a mercenary wearing a feathered helmet, said angrily. The selfish war between the nobles destroyed the peaceful life of the civilians.  The fields were uncultivated, so he had no choice but to take up arms. Thinking of his wailing child and his sad-faced wife who had no milk, his heart clenched and he secretly complained about God's injustice.

    "Tell me about it. If you don't tell me, how can you be sure that your voice will not be heard by others." Schwab looked at these ragged people. Behind this ragtag crowd, Schwab seemed to see a building.  In the tents on the hillside, women and children stretched their heads and looked nervously here from time to time. Schwab knew that those should be the families of the mercenaries in this mercenary team.

    "Are you really willing to listen to our petition?" Captain Mantecchio stared at the count in black armor in disbelief. A noble count actually said that he was willing to listen to his lowly mercenaries, although  Captain Mantecchio often helped the nobles fight in battles. He and his brothers shed blood and sweat for the nobles, but they were rarely treated equally by the nobles. They were even owed commissions many times. The nobles became defaulters among the mercenaries.  Remuneration, and a synonym for untrustworthiness, and the nobles always think that mercenaries are just fighting for money and have no noble moral integrity at all. They can work for you today and become the opponent's subordinates tomorrow. In fact, this is completely the same.  A gap created by class divisions.

    "Of course, for you, your brothers, and your family, I allow you to leave with honor." Schwab pointed to the tattered tents behind them, and then said calmly.

    "Thank you anyway, my merciful lord." Captain Mantecchio said movedly. With a peaceful and kind tone, he asked his mercenaries, who were worthless in the eyes of the nobles, Schwab.  Undoubtedly, it won favor among the mercenaries, but some people thought it was a trick by the nobles.

    "We can't trust the nobles. They must be planning to let us relieve the siege and then mobilize the army to catch us all." Someone reminded Captain Mantecchio that indeed the nobles would probably do this. Captain Mantecchio felt in a dilemma. If the siege continued,  I don¡¯t know if the castle will succeed. If I succeed, I will get some money, but it will probably be retaliated by the nobles later.If you give up so easily, the mercenaries will face the fate of being disbanded.

    "Can't you believe me?" Schwab felt a little depressed. He had no class consciousness. He was very sympathetic to these grassroots mercenaries. The so-called revolution, the people have to rebel against, is common in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.  Schwab understands that they would rebel against you for the sake of their own family, but their strength is too weak. If they continue, they will not only harm themselves but also their own families. Schwab feels that he has the ability to point out a way for them.  Clear path.

    "Sorry, thank you for your kindness, but the siege of the castle was a decision jointly made by my brothers and I, so I have to reject your kindness." Captain Mantecchio said to Schwab after discussing with others  .

    "Really? I understand, let's make this matter simpler and use a duel to resolve this dispute." Schwab thought for a while and decided to use a common method of this era.

    "No, Lord Count." When Schwab finished speaking, Bald Otto and Baron Corot said in unison.

    "Why?" Schwab turned his head and asked.

    "He is just a lowly mercenary without any title and is not qualified to challenge you." Baron Coro explained with a more grand reason.

    "Yes, if you have to duel, I am willing to solve the matter for you." Bald Otto patted his battle ax and said to Schwab.

    "Forget it, ha, are you laughing at my fighting skills? This is my own business, let me do it myself." Schwab waved his hand, rejecting the kindness of his men.

    "Are you willing to duel with me?" Captain Mantechio asked in disbelief. You must know that the lives of nobles and civilians are different. Nobles only need to pay thirty silver coins to kill civilians, while civilians are killed.  The nobles were going to be hanged. In the eyes of the nobles, civilians were like livestock, so how could they use a fair way like a duel to duel with what they considered livestock.

    "Of course, use a duel to resolve this matter, leave everything to God." Schwab nodded, indicating that this was something he had promised with honor.

    "What will you do if we win?" The mercenary beside Captain Mantecchio said to Schwab in a distrustful tone.

    "I agree to all your demands, and I will pay the ransom." Schwab stretched out his hand and swore toward the sky.

    "Okay, I agree." Captain Mantecchio nodded, feeling that this was a cost-effective solution. Even if he died, he would die alone, and if he attacks the castle, God knows how many people will die.

    "Wait, what if you lose?" Schwab asked.

    "Then all of us will obey your orders." All the other mercenaries nodded.

    "Okay, everyone, and God is my witness." On the castle, Prince Maximilk shouted excitedly. Unexpectedly, the prince still had a loud voice.

    "Mark, Mark." The soldiers of the Mark Legion struck the ground with their weapons, making a deafening sound, and the Husar cavalry shouted wildly while waving their scimitars.  For the sake of fairness, Schwab dismounted from his horse and walked towards the center of the two armies, and Captain Mantecchio also walked over with a long sword in his hand.

    Schwab was wearing plate armor carefully made by Mark's armorer. The mask on his head was lowered. Through the gap in the helmet, Schwab saw Captain Mantechio opposite, bending over and holding the gun in his hand.  He raised his sword high above his head, walked T-steps with his feet, and slowly moved towards Schwab.

    "Drink." Captain Mantecchio launched the attack first. He stabbed Schwab with his sword from above his head, like an angry bull, hitting Schwab hard with his sharp horns.

    "Ping~~." Schwab raised his sword calmly and used the sliding power of the sword to deflect Captain Mantechio's attack, and then quickly pressed his sword down. At this time, Mantechio  Captain Ao's chest was wide open for defense, but Captain Mantecchio was also a battle-hardened veteran. He immediately raised the hilt of his sword, and the narrow cross-shaped hilt blocked Schwab's attack. In the first round, he used Qian  The difference was over, and both sides took a step back and faced each other.

    "Wow~~~." The mercenaries and Mark Legionnaires who were watching the battle each exclaimed, sincerely admiring their commander's proficiency in combat skills, and the enthusiastic soldiers from both sides shouted loudly to their commander.  Cheers and shouts.

    "This noble's sword skills are pretty good," the mercenaries said.

    "Yes, his sword skills and steps are very agile. He is really a good player."

    "I didn't expect there to be such a good swordsman among the mercenaries." Baron Coro also praised Captain Mantecchio.
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